Have to confess I haven't done much of it myself, at least Macon, Mississippi style as I live in the city and well, uh, would be arrested on the spot!

It all started Friday night (April 9, 2010) I removed a young colony between floor joists of a duplex rental unit.

The hive hadn't been there very long, white combs and all, too fragile to cut and transfer, so I just vacuumed 'em up and put them in the back of my truck.

Last week was crazy busy and on top of everything Uncle Bud asked me to come up this past weekend instead of next weekend, so we could go fishin'.

I was plum tired Friday night so I left for Bud's Saturday Morning 3AM.

First thing we did was put the cut out bees in a nuc with feed and drawn out comb. The queen was plump but not moving at all, albeit it was 41F when I got out my truck at Bud's!

We weren't sure if she would make it quite frankly but those bees done nursed her butt right back to life!

Well, we went fishin' and went fishin' yesterday (Sunday) too, had a great time, ribbin' each other back and forth like we do. Even had a nice fish fry with sacalait and bass we caught.

Was saying our goodbyes 5 PM on the dot & heard a swarm brewing, bees all up in the air and such & at that moment I got a taste of Tanging, Macon, Mississippi style!

Long story short, Tanging, Macon, Mississippi style involves a very large, half naked bear of a man shootin' rounds off at a swarm with a 22 pistol, about every 3rd shot, yellin' "they land yet?"

Also involved same such half naked big man racin' down the road on a 4 wheeler, firing rounds, too many too count after same such swarm, while this southern boy laughed so hard my ribs just about popped out!

Maybe you folks that come down in two weeks will get a chance to experience "Tanging", Uncle Bud style!

I know his gun will be ready and loaded and his finger just a twitchin!

BTW, the bees that swarmed were the ones I brought down & yes, they were headed south!

Ya can't get rhythm with a 22. Ya need a good drum like ma's old washpot and a long handled wooden spoon. Then ya can play'em down.

Of course, lookin' at that pic of bud, it mighta skeered'em away. :shock: :-D :-D :evil:

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i just got up and read this first. laughed so hard i snorted my coffee. thanks for the wakeup!!!!!! :rainbowflower:

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